Frau Rach, the woman who introduced me to the life of sexuality had moved out of our house about a year ago. I was in high school, and eighteen years old.
We had a casual phone conversation a few times. I had still had my sweet girlfriend who liked kissing and petting on dark park benches, but I also got to know the girl’s aunt, a very sexy mature woman, who was our neighbor and let me remember what I learned from Frau Rach; but that’s another story.
On Easter weekend, I decided to take the train to the town where Frau Rach had moved to with her two daughters. I had often dreamed about her and my many intimate encounters with her and always thought about her when I was getting laid by the neighbor lady. I was curious and horny when the train arrived at the station late afternoon, and sure enough, she was standing on the platform waiting for me.
She was tall and beautiful with a skirt shorter than women of her age were wearing in those years. It was tight around this enormous butt that I remembered so intensely. Her high heels made her strong curvaceous legs look sexy, a loose white blouse left her shoulders free and there were no bra straps.
She had not put on any weight, her waist was still delicately narrow, her breasts looked tremendous with the nipples pushing against the silk of the blouse, and the cleavage took my breath away. When I caught up with her, she embraced me long and strong, kissed my forehead, put her hands in my hair. She pushed her breasts against me and whispered in my ear that she loved how tall I had grown.
She took me in her car to her house outside the little town, surrounded by a big garden with flowers and berry bushes. Her living room had two large couches on the thick carpet in front of the TV. After we sat down, we talked about our lives during the past years, and then she wanted to know why I finally came to visit her. I had thought about my answer to such question before and told her honestly that I missed her and that I had not yet found real intimacy with another woman.
That got a devious grin on her face, she licked her lips with her tongue, grabbed my hair, pulled me over and kissed me first on my cheeks, my eyes and then on my mouth with her aggressive tongue filling my mouth. Then she took my head down to her breast, and I found her nipple through the blouse which was hard and big as I remembered.
She asked if everything else on my body had grown and put her hand on my crotch to check.
My dick, which she had always pampered, seemed to remember that hand… it was hard and ready, and she was delighted, told me to get up, to take my pants off and let her inspect it.